Evelyn Dick is my great aunt, This was her residents when married.

I lived at 20 Carrick, and I knew the lady who lived across the street from 32 Carrick. They tore down their ole dilapidated garage and redid the whole back yard. They showed me a bone they found by where the garage was. OMG I told her it looked like a leg bone and that all John Dicks parts weren't found. She questioned about turning it in. I told her if she did and it was human, the whole street would get dug up especially her yard! The bone went in the garbage.......So where is Evelyn's daughter Heather at these days?

Back in '76, I had a seasonal job delivering mail during the Christmas rush.. it was a fun job and paid pretty good cash for a 16 year old. I was assigned to deliver mail to 3 streets during this one month: Carrick, Spadina & Melrose. I had just finished reading the book "Torso" a few months before, so was really interested when I realized that I delivered Mail to 32 Carrick. Even went so far as to take a photo of the house from across the street. So after 30 years, the house looked exactly the same as in the book. Didn't check the rear of the house, so can't say about the garage...

The events that transpired at this home in 1946 spurred one of the most sensationalized murder trials in Canadian history. A schoolyard rhyme was even popularized, inspired by what took place. Evelyn Dick lived at this home in 1946, when five local kids discovered the torso of her husband, John, who had gone missing. His head and limbs had been sawn off. Evelyn was accused of murdering her husband. Evidence revealed that her husband’s remains had been disposed of in the furnace of her home. She was initially found guilty and was sentenced to hang, but her case was appealed and she was eventually acquitted. However, at this time, a partly mummified body of an infant was discovered in her attic, encased in cement in an old suitcase. The infant was identified as her son, Peter David White. She was tried for the baby’s murder and was sentenced to life in prison. After serving only 11 years in Kingston’s Prison for Women, she was released, and disappeared from the public eye with a new identity. For many years, the following song echoed in school yards across Canada: You cut off his legs... You cut off his arms... You cut off his head... How could you Mrs. Dick? How could you Mrs. Dick?